Seventeen One Shots

Next Time (Woozi)

Yes...I know...I am out of ideas. This story was inspired by a manga called Shichigatsu no Seiza made by Obata Yuuki, and I think it's really heartwarming, and I edited some parts. So here you go!

Song recommendation:

Red Velvet; Red Flavor, Zoo (Tropical funky-ish), Kim Bum Soo: In Front of Your House (Touching), Wrabel: 11 Blocks (A beautiful masterpiece).

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Dedicated to:

17jihoon

-minnnnnyoongay

You glanced through the window, a boy, probably same aged as you was crying. You shyly approached the boy and shook his hand. A weird introduction, but somehow, the boy felt eased by your presence...and since then, you both decided to be best friends.

-Busan, December 22-

"Three days later is Christmas, then it's New Year, then it'll be graduation...I can't wait to get out of high school," Jihoon sat beside you and chewed on the bread he just bought. "Hm? Don't you like high school?" You asked, looking out the window. Jihoon slightly glared at you. "No, you enjoyed it cause you're the straight-A type of student," He replied. You laughed, ruffling his hair.

"That's weird, you're letting me touch your hair...usually you hated skinship," You laughed. Jihoon grumbled, "It's fine if it's with you."

"Why? Cause I act like a boy?" You made a fake annoying face. "No, cause you're the closest friend I have," Jihoon replied. "Ah....," You laughed.

"____, why don't you have a boyfriend?" He asked out of the blue. "Ah...uh cause..um I haven't found someone that could make my heart race yet," You answered. "I see....," Jihoon sighed.

"So, I'm not even on your radar yet," Jihoon mumbled to himself. "What was that?" you asked. The boy shook his head, "Nothing."

"How come you don't have a gi-," The bell interrupted your words. "Gotta go, next class is Mrs. Jeon, can't be late," Jihoon said and parted. "Not fair, I didn't get a chance to ask," You scoffed and packed your things for the next period.

After school as usual, you walked side by side with Jihoon. If only one day it would change to hand by hand.

Wait....what.

"How's the sycamore tree growing?" Jihoon asked, carrying your bag on his hand. "You wanna take a look? It's very big now, but not it's maximum size yet!" You offered Jihoon. He nodded, accepting your request.

You stepped out the back garden in your house, and showed Jihoon the tree you both planted when you were kids.

Jihoon touched it gently, admiring the tree.

"Oh wow, it grew up a lot," He said. "And so did we," You replied. Jihoon smiled, "Yeah."

You were sure in a split second, Jihoon was going to say something else, but he didn't. You can't have doubts about him, you trusted him not keeping any secrets between both of you.

The next day, you woke up with a painful headache and still forced yourself to go to school.

Math was the only time you and Jihoon were classmates, but damn, another person took your seat. So you decided to sit across him.